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I Have Five Big Shot Daddies

The Little Monk picked up by the Master was five years old, and it was time for him to descend the mountain to find his father. Holding a little wolf cub, Little Monk Ruanruan, with his short little legs, charged over and hugged his father's long legs, calling out in a milky voice, "Daddy!" At the sound of "Daddy," five powerful men shuddered in unison! When Ruanruan first found his father: Father number one, detached, "Little kids are the most troublesome." Father number two, disdainful, "A joke, I have so many fans who like me, I wouldn't care about one extra Little Tuanzi." Father number three, holding Little Tuanzi, "Buddy, you've got the wrong person, go back and do your homework." Father number four, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, raised an eyebrow, "Trying to scam me?" Father number five, with a confused look, "Do I have a daughter?" After spending a few days with Ruanruan, the fathers all had a change of heart... "This is my girl, none of you try to take her from me!" From then on... The five powerful men started their days fighting for custody of Ruanruan. Jiang Jincheng looked eagerly at Ruantuanzi, "...And what about me?" The five fathers glared coldly at the man who was trying to compete with them for their daughter! "Beat it!"

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Chapter 128 Extortion

Dịch giả: 549690339

In the dark alley...

A few boys, dressed in a way that hardly looked like proper students, surrounded a slender boy. One of them, with a cigarette in his mouth, tapped Fang Xiao's pale face with a cellphone.

"I heard you've got money. How about it? Lend your brother a few bucks to spend?"

Fang Xiao hugged his backpack tightly and shook his head, lips pressed together, not saying a word.

The boy who tapped Fang Xiao's face frowned at this reaction, "What do you mean? This morning you were lending money to Biaozi and his gang, and now you're giving us the run-around. Got a problem with us?"

After speaking, he kicked the young man in the stomach.

A black footprint appeared on Fang Xiao's white shirt, and he immediately crouched on the ground, covering his stomach, his face pale and forehead beading with cold sweat, body trembling slightly. Yet, Fang Xiao only let out a muffled groan.

He had grown used to such things.

"I... already don't... don't have any money left."